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The Zoo (RP!)
The Zoo (RP!)
Alright, so it's been awhile since I joined an RP and I sorta need a little boost in creativity, so here a new RP! You're an animal in a zoo. But there's a twist.
You've been trapped in this zoo for as long as you can remember. Hidden from the people, the only ones allowed to see you are the great powers that rule the world. You don't know who exactly they are, you take no notice of human nonsense, but you can sense the authority around their voices, their poster, the way they look at you as if you were nothing. Only they, with guns and large, deadly objects, walk up to your small cage. Sometimes they knock you unconscious, and when you wake, you notice scars and cuts that weren't there before. So many of The Zoo has been knocked and taken away, never to be heard of again, that it has become normal to wake up one day to another lonely cage. But you want to do something about this. You want to change this. You want to live in the world, you want to be free.
But it's nearly impossible, the humans would never allow you to be seen.
Why?
Because you don't exist.
And as far as they're concerned, you never will.
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Dun dun dun!!!!!
Rules~
1. You may choose or create a mythical creature for The Zoo. Please no mary sues, I will not accept dragons, griffins, unicorns, or Pegasus without unique characteristics. Also, try to be unique. I would rather not have a million flying dragons and magical unicorns.
2. You may have as many characters as you like. Password is crow. These creatures don't tend to have parents, because after they are bred their parents are usually 'knocked'. You may have siblings.
3. No OP magical characters. Actually, no magic at all. You're a mythical creature, you can have gills, wings, cool-looking claws, and fangs, but no magic.
4. None of your characters remember their past lives if they were caught from the wild and not bred in captivity.
5. The global powers can be really anyone, from Russia's military force to Japan's military force, though I do prefer if the 'global powers' were top generals. The password is actually raven. This can develop as the plot moves forward.
6. The plot can move anywhere, though the main idea is that the creatures escape, and find a way to overthrow the humans or try to anyway.
7. I'd rather not have any human-based mythical creatures, but if it's relevant to the plot, maybe I'll accept one or two. The password is both of the ones listed before.
Alrighty, here's the charrie sheet! Sorry if I was a little bland and all over the place, just ask if you're confused with my randomness ideas.
Name (If you have one):
Age (about):
Gender (they don't have to have one):
Mythical creature name/assumption by humans (what you most look like):
Appearance (detailed plz!):
Personality (it will advance during the plot):
Hopes and dreams (what they hope to accomplish by escaping):
Fears and weaknesses (self-explanatory):
Strengths (they don't have to know them):
Any known living family members:
Password (ya go look for it):
Other/ships and stuff:
My charrie sheet!!!!!
Name (If you have one): Some call her 'Tigress' others call her 'Amaranth' she goes by either
Age (about): Fairly young, but not too young. About late teenage years.
Gender (they don't have to have one): Female
Mythical creature name/assumption by humans (what you most look like): Suea Peek
Appearance (detailed plz!): A giant tiger towers over the humans. The size of one and a half full grown men. She is the color of ivory, with a golden hinge around the oddly patterned black tiger stripes. One of her eyes is a piercing red, the color of Amaranth, while the other is a sparkling teal-blue. She has large fangs for her size, much like a saber-toothed cat. From her back springs bat-like wings, the bones feathered with iridescent colors not much different then a peacock's. The skin inbetween is a midnight blue, and down her spine the feathers came together to form a long feathered tail. Her claws are also very large, the same midnight blue as her wings. Her roar can kill a man, so her mouth is often bound.
Personality (it will advance during the plot): Timid, kind, has been abused too many times. She can't pay attention, she's very bad at it. Paces a lot. Restless. Have always wanted to fly. She's a fighter. Is the 'stronge personality' type. Makes dumb desitions in the heat of a moment. Lonley. Depressed. Fights her own battles, you could say. Has seen too many 'knocked'.
Hopes and dreams (what they hope to accomplish by escaping): She's always wanted to fly. She also wants everyone else to be safe, even at the cost of her own life. She wants her desendents to walk on the grass, and to fly in the sky. She wants everyone to be free.
Fears and weaknesses (self-explanatory): Afraid she'll be knocked, and can't fight back. Afraid she'll hurt someone, by accident. Afraid of the world, doesn't know if it's cruler than The Zoo. Afraid she'll fail everyone, and the humans will kill them all. Afraid of fear. Afraid of the demonds in her head.
Strengths (they don't have to know them): She can fly, her roaring is so loud it can kill a human at close range, her teeth and claws are deadly of course.
Any known living family members: If anyone wants to make a brother I'm down!
Password (ya go look for it): Ya you thought I'd write it here. *snorts* Go find it yourself.
Other/ships and stuff: Open to shipping, no preferance, though love isn't the main thing on her mind. Oh, and there's a scar in the shape of a heart on her shoulder that she swore she was born with. Also, she's kept in an enclosure with chains around her paws, tightly dissabling the release of her claws, and a band around her snout. It unlocks at a certain hour every day so she can eat.
Welp that's it! Have fun with this y'all!
submitted by Claaws, Class 2020
(April 10, 2018 - 10:31 pm)
(April 10, 2018 - 10:31 pm)
Name (If you have one): Jarkhid
Age (about): I'm not quite sure... but I think he's maybe late teens in human years... he acts a little older than he is
Gender (they don't have to have one): Male
Mythical creature name/assumption by humans (what you most look like): He looks most like a stag....
Appearance (detailed plz!): Like I said, he looks like a bigger than average stag. His fur has an almost golden sheen about it. He has huge, twisted, almost gnarled horns. In his species, bigger horns are a sign of respect. The humans have tried and failed to chop off his horns. He has almost glowing golden eyes. Something about him says otherworldly.
Personality (it will advance during the plot): He thinks before he speaks, and he is very eloquent. However, many years at the Zoo have broken his will. He sees many things as hopeless, but once the reality of escape sets in, he will be as exited as everyone else. He doesn't bond with others often, but when he does, it is on deeper level. Once he has hope, he does not let it go; if it lets him down, he will never trust it again. He had very high stardards for the world, and the Zoo dashed them all to peices. Meeting and bonding with the other animals will probably bring him out of his shell though.
Hopes and dreams (what they hope to accomplish by escaping): He wants to see the good things in the world; he wants to run and feel the wind in is fur.
Fears and weaknesses (self-explanatory): That the world is as bad as the Zoo, that there is no goodness left. That his only friends will betray him.
Strengths (they don't have to know them): He is majestic and practical; he has a way with words. He can run very fast. His horns are very hard to break and could I guess be used as a weapon...?
Any known living family members: TBD
Password (ya go look for it): Crow and Raven
Other/ships and stuff: He is open to ships. Actually, can we ship him with Tigress?
(April 16, 2018 - 9:46 am)
Reserving!!!
(April 16, 2018 - 4:00 pm)
*gasps* We should ship him with 99! They would be perfect for each other!
(April 16, 2018 - 6:00 pm)
Hmm... ok!
(April 17, 2018 - 9:29 am)
Oops... password is crow. I just copied everyone else XC sorry ‘bout that
(April 16, 2018 - 6:37 pm)
Name: She calls herself Pax, but the global official people or whatever call her Shade.
Age: about the equivalent of a 16-year-old human
Gender: F
Mythical creature name/assumption by humans: Basically a wolf but with intensified hearing and sight vamped up by genetic experiments. Meant to have wings as well but she didn't get those because of a genetic mutation.
Appearance: Shaggy, thick, darkish gray fur a little bit like a husky's but slightly coarser, legs darkening into black starting at the knee, biggish ears but scarely larger than a normal wolf's so that you wouldn't notice, kind of a bushy tail, gold-ish amber eyes with a deep, fathoming look about them, black stripes going over her muzzle, a scar over her left eye, and more nicks and scars along her legs and tail. Fewer on her back because she is so clever and has managed, with her thick coat, to avoid many blows aimed at her back and tail.
Personality: Kind of awkward with social stuff but very, very clever, extremely observant and though a good planner when she sets her mind to it, a bad procrastinator. Loyal to the end but has extreme trust issues and is surly from abuse and a life lived in fear. Pax is now determined not to be afraid of the humans and resolved to find a way out of The Zoo. That's all I'll say for now to provide plenty of room for development in the story.
Hopes and dreams: To find a pack of wolves where she can start over and lead a normal life, and that's basically it. That's all she's ever dreamed of.
Fears and weaknesses: Dying captive in The Zoo, being responsible for something terrible, rushing recklessly into something when she feels like she has to save somebody, SOCIAL SKILLS. Nothing more to say here.
Any known living family members: None
Password: Crow and raven
Other/ships and stuff: @Storm, wanna ship Pax and Razorclaw?
(April 16, 2018 - 8:04 pm)
I’m open to it!
(April 17, 2018 - 9:24 am)
(April 19, 2018 - 9:56 pm)
Okay, here's my second (and probably last) charrie!
Name: Her friends call her Lotus or Ember, she prefers Lotus.
Age: around 100, (which is adulthood for her)
Gender: Female
Mythical creature name/assumption by humans: They call her 'Fire-bear', but she is a hybrid force-bred in captivity. She is a mix between a bear, a dragon, and a Fire-bird. (NOT the same as a Pheonix)
Appearance: The breed is hard to describe since they bred a dragon-bear mix with a firebird. Her shape is like a grizzly bear, except somewhat larger. Her fur glows a pale gold (it actually glows, she got it from the Fire-bird), and on her back are bronze scales and a large dragon tail. She also has small bronze wings that she can't use. All they do iis flap feebly, they help her in no way. Her eyes are hazel and honey colored and she has extra large fangs and claws.
Personality: kind, loving, very mother-like. She takes care of the younger ones in whatever ways she can. She is incredibly protective of everyone in the zoo (I mean except the humans of course) and always puts on a brave face even if she is terrified, she doesn't want the others to know, because they might get scared too. She pulls herself together and tries to make it through each day as best she can.
Hopes and dreams: For everyone to escape and live their lives and experience the outside world! To find a lover and have kids of her own.
Fears and weaknesses: She's always known that the animals in the zoo will be knocked, and she won't be able to do a thing about it. Fears that she will have to watch the others die.
Strengths: Big and fairly strong. Incredibly protective. Fangs that can pierce through most armor. Claws that can do the same. Optimistic. Has collected many friends.
Any known family members: None. Both of her parents were knocked.
Password: Crow or raven
Other: I am open to shipping. She is still in her early adulthood. Her enclosure is very tight, and she has a few restraints, such as an iron collar around her neck, two on her feet, and one fastening her tail to the wall. Her teeth and claws were filed down to stubs by the humans.
Also, Iris is in her early teenage years, in case you were wondering.
(April 16, 2018 - 8:17 pm)
(April 17, 2018 - 8:19 pm)
(April 18, 2018 - 2:43 pm)
(April 18, 2018 - 7:30 pm)
LOVE THE IDEA!!! It’s okay I’m Hamilton trash too :P
(April 20, 2018 - 10:23 am)
(April 19, 2018 - 9:08 pm)
Ah guys im so sorry i dissapeared again....ya we can start now if yall like to!
Here, people can still join untill we leave the zoo. And then...well...I guess if it happens then well get to it when we get to it.
Anywho, guess ill start us off. Also, I drew 99! And a beautimous stick figure! (His name's Bob)
Also, for the story I want yall to come up with numbers. They should be in the late 2-digit early three digit number catigory, the newest being the biggest numbers. Remember, none of us have been here for more then a few decades or so (AND REMEMBER TO MAKE THE AGES LOGICAL A TOURTUS CAN ONLY LIVE TO 150 YEARS)
Reminders: NO MAGIC ~ you dont remeber anything outisde of the zoo ~ most of your mouths are bound ~ probably some other things ~ dont be rude ~ HAVE FUN ~
Oh and heres all the charries really fast, i listed some important things too.
Caught- Bred-
Zarfath (anthro cat) (early adult) Tigress (flying tiger) (probably mentally insane teenager)
Echosea (waterbird) (youngest) Pax (super-wolf) (teenager) (GMOed into a mythical creature (so does that mean that the humans are trying to create their own mythical creatures....as in...weapons possibly? And since wolves are usually very loyal creatures.....)
Razorclaw (Snallygaster) (middle-ages) Lotus (fire bear) (earlyish adult) (can she also be a GMO instead of a hybread? Her 'parents' could be what you said, but maybe they didnt bread them but knocked them and just combined the DNA. Is that ok with you? Maybe beacuse her parents possesed preferable military traits?)
Iris (Whisp the tiny house cat) (younge teenager)
Ulysess (three-eyed fox) (teenager)
99 (crocidle horse hybrid thing) (grumpy thick-skulled early adult)
Jarkhid (magestic stag) (teenager)
Mariela (nine-tailed foxy) (early adult)
I INCOUNTERED A FEW PROBLUMS WITH THE CHARRIE SHEETS, ELLE, MAKE SURE THEY ARE A REASONABLE AGE, STORM, RAZORCLAW IS A LITTLE OLD FOR PAX THAT WOULD BE WEIRD MAYBE MAKE HIM YOUNGER OR SHIP WITH A DIFFERNT CHARRIE, DARKKING REMEBER THAT THEY DONT KNOW WHAT THEIR LIFE WAS LIKE OUTSIDE OF THE ZOO PLEASE READ THE RULES I KNOW YOU COPIED THE PASSWORD OFF OF SOMEONE ELSE (ITS NOT RIGHT ANYWAY) GO BACK AND READ THE RULES, YOU TOO ELLE. *coughs* thankyou.
Tigress~
It was dark and damp and smelt like hate. And fear. The fear in this building was overwelming. Eventhough she was a winged monster, none of it was because of her. Some of it was even from her.
Her cage, like all the others, smelt like stale fear and...in all, just stunk. The humans raley cleaned their cages. Or their matted fur. They made shure to keep them alive though, and she guessed that was an upside. After all, the outside world might be just as cruel, if not crueler. They didnt know, no one had ever been there, or could remeber it.
She paced in a cirlce, the strange metal clamps pintching the toughened skin around her sheilded claws. She had asumed the keepers did it for their own protection, not hers. There was also an especailly heavy clamp around her jaws, weighing down her head so that it drooped. She did not understand it, she thought maybe it was to prove their domonance, by weighing down her head to their eye level or bellow.
It was kinda cheating, if they would ever asked her. Domanance was earned by strenght, which she clearly had more of. But they never let her forget that they were domanant. She had many stinging wounds to prove it.
As she turned in circles, the chains attatched to them not letting her even close to the edges of the cages, she remembered a rumor spread across her fellow 'prisoners'. Long ago, longer then any of them could remeber, not even Mama bear (can we call her that? Since she's like the mom to them all) whos been around for atleast 20 years, it was said that the captured creatures tried to kill the humas. By leaping from their cages and grapping them through the bares. And thats why none of the captured creatures could remeber where they came from, because the humans brainwashed them so theyd be confused, and of course they took precations anyways. Tigress didnt know if she belived that. None of them did. Mama said it was most likley, it made the most sence.
With a growl, she swung her head to her right. Still pacing, she could make out a small, black figure hunched against the back of the barred cage. Dusty grey bars blocked her vision from both sides as she kept moving, and finally the weight from the band was too much and she dropped her head again with a fusterated grunt.
Her claws made awful clanking sounds that echoed off of all the cages if some were sleeping, they werent anymore. Though most still pretended, since there wasnt much to do in their small cages anyways. "Honey, can you stop that racket? Its bothering the others."
Tigress swong her head so she could see the creature on her left. Still pacing, she made eye contact with the seemingly glowing bear. Then, reclulantly, she stopped. With a muffled roar, she flung her front half upwards, with as much force as she could muster, her wings spread wide, before with an agonizing clanging sound her chains held and slammed her back down to the earth. She made a loud, fusterated growl as her claws contacted the cold stone, filling the room with her anger and outrage. She stood panting as it bounced off the walls, and her wings floated back to her sides, her head hung as low as it could go, before she colapsed under the weight of those chains. Metaphorically and physically.
She rested her head on her metal paws, glancing up at the cages all around her. Only one was hanging, and it was swaying from the impact of her noise. Inside was a small creature, no bigger then half her face, even only the size of an ear, with striking butterfly wings. They were wrapped around the fragil creature, and she instantly felt bad for scaring it. Across the room, she met eyes with the one you never want to meet eyes with. The only one in a tank of water, he was as menacencing as he was angry, and wow was he angry. He gave her a snarle, unable to speak since he also had little clamps on his jaws, though they looked fragil and easy to break.
She tore her eyes away from his, uncounsiously shivering.
"Oh look what youve done now." The bear grummbled, her jaw hardly moving as she adjusted herself the best she could. "Theyve come to knock ya."
Tigress really hoped she was kidding. But sure enough, seconds later, a group of meancening keepers walked into her line of sight. they banged something on her bares, and she flattened her ears, looking down, with them still in her perhental sight. The human snorted, "not so tough now, see?" Before walking away...to the only tank in the room.
~99
I watched as the group of keepers aprotched my tank. I watched with my unreadable, unblinkable stare, Im pretty sure it was a crocodile thing, but none the less I wouldnt show how frightened I was when they pulled out the tranquilizer.
It was long and sharp, the needle itself bigger then one of their arms. "Look what that idiotic furball overthere did now." I grumbled to myself, throwing another glare in her direction. Not so tough when theres humans around, hugh?
I couldnt tell what was in the vile, and thats what scared me the most. Most of us couldnt tell weather the thing held poison or not, so every time they held one of those there was no way to know weather this would be the last time they saw it.
I hoped it wasnt my last time.
I glared down at them, making my dominance known. They couldnt force me to die, and they knew it. I made sure they did. I thought I saw one of them shiver as they met my eyes.
Thats when I realized the water was draining. Slowly, but shurly. Soon, I would be standing, soon they would have the cage filled with sleep-gass, soon they would stick the needle into my skin as I stared at them, half-awake, and unable to do anything to stop them.
Soon ill either be dead...or have another scar to add to my collection.
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Kay! So weve started! Fun right! Ha....ya this is already depressing I think Ill go look at happy pictures of smiling dogs now.
Anywho, heres a drawing of 99, and the said human Bob to give yall an idea of his size. Oh! And I added the smallest creature to give yall an idea of that size. Its about as big as his eye....
(April 19, 2018 - 11:04 pm)